I justified the pork and leek sausages, potato bread and soda farl because I started the day with a swim. At St. Georges market, I dodged all the temptation, including Pie Tanic, a delicious sounding mixture of haddock, cider and flaky pastry. We worked up to lunch by going for a walk along Belfast Lough before repairing to the Crawfordsburn Inn to celebrate the forthcoming nuptials of Spud and the Contessa. We had a bottle of champagne and then another. Spud had fish and chips, Milhous had salmon and spuds, the Contessa opted for chicken and chips, and I had pork belly with black pudding and mash. Milhous pressed us all to a pudding. I ordered and ate pavlova. Boy, but it’s great to be back home.